12-15-2016, 10:36 PM
Johnathen set out, yet again to find his adoptive mother. Since the Reckoning, he had been seperated from her, not seeing her again. His heart felt pulled here, he stood and scanned the field, hoping to see atleast one familiar face.
"Becca, Magnus, anyone?" he murmered after an enlongated silence. He feld down trodden, Johnathen slumped his shoulders. He closed his eyes, thinking he had been too late.
"Becca?" he said, whirling his head around as he heard hoofbeats. They sounded vegly fammiliar. His heart rose as a horse neared, his hope soared inside of him. Could she still be alive? Was the one who had adopted him still around? Were any of the Gates horses around? Could the war have wiped them out?
"Becca, Magnus, anyone?" he murmered after an enlongated silence. He feld down trodden, Johnathen slumped his shoulders. He closed his eyes, thinking he had been too late.
"Becca?" he said, whirling his head around as he heard hoofbeats. They sounded vegly fammiliar. His heart rose as a horse neared, his hope soared inside of him. Could she still be alive? Was the one who had adopted him still around? Were any of the Gates horses around? Could the war have wiped them out?